tradition. 20 minutes a year under the prettiest (and easiest to get to) trees i can find. and every year i can’t believe all of this beauty is mine. cherry blossoms, twenty sixteen.
2015 seemed to be a year that I forgot to take out my camera as often as usual to capture my own life. Until a few days ago, there were pictures still sitting in folders on my desktop that have never been edited (from summer) and there could be items hiding on cards, too (truthfully,…
i didn’t realize what an amazing year 2015 had been until i spent 3 hours going through all of the moments these beautiful people gave me. you are my inspiration… all of you shown here (you know who you are). thank you for continuing to believe in me and the way i see you. xoxo